I rap in this joint, but nothing will ever point
Now i get laid-off, notice y'all employed
Bogus bureaucrats with no backbone befriend bullshit brands
Then i'mma throw this money while you do it with no hands
A plumber with the tools, instead of in a cube
So well it's a spell, hell, makes me wanna shoop, shoop, shoop
And if you feel i'm wrong, baby you should tell me this
Turnin on that game cube til i woke up my sis
Shelled your status i swelled you like fatness leave you landless
And if she have it, she gon' change her blackberry status
Round here is drama central
Real slow yea i'll make you feel special
Desire get confused and you could lose your direction
From the shaft on my my waist in case you was bout to ask him
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